Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1887-11-02
~ nev never como 1gnt QUO.

II new never come r1gnt out
Its time ef ye expect to hev him
aid US in this. that ye did"
"Whcn will il come off?"
MAY ut any time"
The Californian walked back ard
forth across the long porch, and look Il
about over the town. The two men
sitting on the wagon-boN watched him
with lynx-like eyes, and took in every
movement.
"Ye must be round, Bill" said Jack
Hawkins. "He's goin' to leave this very
night an we've got to put in our
claims"
but we can't depend on Brownield
that soon"
"Oh, blast Brownfeld. Fl you kin
git him worked up in time for the 9th
er job we hev on hand that will do.
This'n won't require so many or so
much grit"
The object of their conversation
arose and went into the house from
whence he soonemerged with hat and
cane.
'lIe's goin' out fur n walk" sail
Jack. "Now we must separate an keep
a close watch on his movements"
The stranger left the hotel and
walked down the street until he came
to the business part; here he enterc
a two-Story brick building that had
Bank in large letters above the door.
The cashier who stood at the paying
counter, nodded knowingly to the
stranger, and invited him to pass
around, which he did, entering the
private Office. There Mr. Smallweed,
with round, bald head, broad smile
on his face. and heavy gold chain on
ais watch. arose To shake hands
GLOW do l find You to-day, Mr.
Brown said the afTable banker, ari3-
ing, removing his glasses and putting
them in his vest pocket
II am well, thank you said the
quiet stranger, taking the prolliered
seat.
"1Ou are suffering no Inconvenience
in becoming acclimated?' asked the
banker, with a smile, seating himself
near the stranger with his hands on his
knees.
Not in the least"
Glad to know it; can / do any thing
for YOU this EVENING"
IL think not; l merely called for the
receipt for those boxes and packages |
deposited this morning"
Certainly. certainly" said the bank
or. calling TO the cashier TO bring the
receipts and invoice to Mr.. Brown.
The cashier, thin gentleman with
n soft. low voice, brought to the
stranger package of papers, which he
examined, pronounced all right and
put in his pocket
win you leave the village soon?"
asked the banker.
Perhaps this evening"" said the
stranger
80 soonl Which way will you go?"
Merely to a country house a few
miles from here"
"Will you be gone long?"
Not to exceed three or four days, at
most
"iIave you \ conveyance?'
Yes, sir; hired horse and buggy
of the livery man for the trip
You will return?'
Il SHALL said the stranger. rising
rs though he wished to avoid further
crosS-cXamination, and bidding Mr..
Smallweed good-day.
" n singular man, strange man.
soliloquized Mr.. Smauwecd. when the
stranger had gone. NAe has some
business on hand that be does not care
TO let every body know. | would give
considerable TO know just what that
quiet, elderly gentleman is up to al
present. lie is safe customer. any
way. and it : none of my bushes,
what he is up to, still would like tc
know and Mr.. Smallweed rubbed
'the top Of his head where the hair
ought to grow"
twas growing late i'm the day, whcr
the stranger and mystery of BushvillC
in an open, one-horse buggy, drove out
of the village and proceeded up the
road that led directly through Pres
tons Flat.